Spencer walked over to me, coffee in hand, and gave me a quick peck on the lips. She then quickly threw on some clothes.

Spencer: See you later.

I watched as Spencer’s ass swayed in her skin tight jeans, while she walked over to the door and left the room. Mmm mmm! Okay focus Ashley, you’ve got work to do. Rolling over to the side of my bed, I grabbed the note pad from under my mattress and flipped through the pages. I wrote a lot of songs during the period of time I was away from Spencer. Let’s just say she inspires me.

Ashley: Perfect.

I finally found the perfect song. All my feelings about this beautiful blonde put into a few verses. I’m just hoping I don’t choke in front of everyone.

After hours of fine tuning my song I glanced over at the clock and came to the realization that Spencer should be back from her last class any minute now. Quickly shoving my song book back under my mattress, I leaped up from my bed and searched around the room for my shower bag. With the amount of time it takes that girl to get ready, if I didn’t get to the bathroom before her I’d be going to the concert with bed hair.

Spencer: Honey I’m home!

Spencer happily sung into the room. The blonde looked down and noticed the towel and clothes in my hand then eyed the bathroom. We were both stopped dead in our tracks, and it was once we both realized that we wanted the same thing that the race began.

Ashley: Oh no you don’t Spencer!  

I yelled, jumping over Kristen’s computer chair and knocking over her bedside table in the process. Spencer then bolted towards the bathroom door and I had no chance in beating her until she slipped on the linoleum tile floor, landing flat on her ass.

Ashley: I thought I told you socks and the kitchen floor don’t work well together.

I teased Spencer as I darted passed her, but she just yanked at my pant leg as I passed by, managing to bring me down to the floor with her. I attempted to crawl the rest of my way to the bathroom, but Spencer kept pulling me back by the hem of my jeans.